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star wars: rey

audio: rey

[In a slightly confused and exasperated tone:]

Why do people keep telling me 'May the Fourth Be With You?' Is this something from those movies?

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[ Aerith appears front and center with a bright smile on her face. The first thing she does is wave at anyone who may be watching this broadcast. To the ordinary observer she looks as though she's not bothered at all by arriving in the Sphere, but that's not quite the truth. She's pretty freaked out, especially since it appears like she's completely alone. But, she's never let that stop her before and she's certainly not going to now. ]

Hello everyone and anyone out there! [ Her voice is bright and oddly chipper given the circumstances. ] I bet you all get exhausted by how many newcomer questions you get. I really only have one right now, so I'll make this short and sweet! All I want to know is if this place has anywhere that people can grow things. I know we're...under water, but things seem pretty advanced. [ She tilts her head and taps her chin thoughtfully ] So, I was hopeful that maybe there's something. Even if it's not much, I bet I can make it work. Maybe I'll even be able to open a flower shop here...

If anyone would be interested in that sort of thing. Never underestimate how much they can brighten a room up.

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memeshare: un: polaris

[ The memory starts with you standing at an airport strip in front of the barbed wire watching the planes take off. A black van drives up and your heart sinks as you stop it, knowing full well whose inside. Three people get out and one tells you that they just want to talk. The desperation in his tone almost breaks you and you turn around to face them. ]

This is just something I have to do. Please stand back. [ Your own tone matches their desperation. You want them to go so badly. You'd thought you'd be able to get here before them, handle things so they didn't have to be the ones getting their hands dirty, but that's all going to shit now. Just like everything else. They are the last people you want to fight, the last people you want to hurt, but there's no going back now. That's the thing that keeps whispering in your head: there's no going back now.

Green energy from your hands wraps around the barbed wire and you move it to block them off. When they try to move forward you push it and look up to meet their gazes with a look that tells them not to test this. Your voice cracks when you speak but there's still a firmness to it, a determination. You've made your choice and you believe in it.

A man argues with you, passionately telling you that you don't have to do this, that not everyone on the plane is trying to hurt us. He's begging you, telling you that innocent people will die if you take it down. ]

There are innocent people on this side, if I don't take it down they die. [ That's the reality of it. Either way, innocent people are going to die. That's the hard truth. The truth that makes you swallow back tears.

Another man speaks. He tells you that you're not a killer and the look you give him is one that says you don't believe that anymore. He tells you this isn't the reason the X-Men chose them. ]

The X-Men made a mistake. This is who I am. [ Marcos keeps begging, he tells you he doesn't care about the X-Men or the Brotherhood, he just cares about his family. ]

That's what I care about too. [ You can see the tears in his eyes and you keep looking anyway. ] But I'm tired of hiding. We have to take a stand. [ He begs you more. Not like this. He tells you it will change everything and you know it's the truth. Your lips tremble and your eyes well with tears. He's right, it will change everything. ]

It's time to make a new world. [ You say and then you turn around. You raise your hands up at the plane and green energy surrounds them. Up in the sky you can see it shaking and you start to scream. If they make it to Washington everything will change for your people. They'll pass laws, the Hound program will be approved, the torture, the hiding, the suffering, it'd just get worse. You have to stop it. You pull your hands apart and the engines rip off, explosions go off in the sky as the plane comes crashing down. Tears stream down your face as you know it's over. You made your choice and there's no going back now.

ooc: full video here]

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Audio | UN: SpeedofThought

[The first thing when the audio comes on is the sound of a large explosion. Someone is not pleased. VERY not please.]

In case people are curious, guess I'm fucking last man standing in the family. Because Ultron left a while ago, and then Pietro was here and not, and now Wanda.

[Another explosion, a lot closer to the recording.]

I hate this. I hate when we lose people here. Because I never get to see them again. Everything we do, everything we build up, everything we want and feel just gets wasted. What's the point of caring when people always fucking LEAVE?

[A third explosion, and the sound cuts off.]

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accidental video; snow

( tw: depressive episode behaviors )

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Voice: Kylo Ren

I'm sure many of you are familiar with the weakling who once walked this Sphere with my face. He's dead. I killed him for his weakness as I'll do to anyone who attempts to avenge him. Not that he had anyone who cared about him. His own family abandoned him.

[The man on the feed, it certainly sounds like a strange variant of Ben, laughs.]

Clearly, the superior version wasn't as dead as previously thought. Care to try again, scavenger?

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video; un: tamwood

[ The video comes on to show a very tired looking woman sitting at a desk with folders and papers sprawled out on top of it. There are labels on the folders but it seems like she's purposely keeping those hidden. She lets out a breathy sigh and then starts to play with the cross around her neck. ]

I haven't been here long. [ Which is probably obvious to anyone who pays attention seeing how she's never appeared on the network. ] I'm trying to understand, though. [ Her tone matches how tired she looks. She's been awake since she got to this place, searching through the old posts and trying to find out everything she can. ] I've seen about the Sphere itself, the nightmares, and the memories. [ She gives something of a forced smile and for just a second what looks like sharp canine fangs can be seen. ] Lets all hope none of mine get shown. [ That's a much more earnest wish than her tone actually reveals. Most of her memories are things she wished she could forget. Having others see them? Experience them? She couldn't imagine how humiliating that would be. Not to mention how awful it would be for anyone here to experience. She wouldn't wish her experiences on many people. ]

I suppose that doesn't really leave me with many questions to ask. Except, what do you all think is important to know? It doesn't have to be about this place, it could be about you, or other people here. Anything to look out for or pay attention to? Anything that could be useful to add. [ To her files. There's a pause before she adds a very indifferent sounding: ] Thanks.

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got: ned stark

Cloaked in love [Ashara memshare #1]

( two hearts as one )

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Memory Share: pnwsalex

( You are at the center of this with me, yes? )

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[ Please give a warm welcome back to a walking representation of early 2000s Hot Topic. The woman that comes on the screen has strikingly green hair, a black studded jacket, and an unenthusiastic expression. ]

Soooo [ she folds her arms across her chest and heaves a sigh. Try to be polite, Polaris. Don't start of making enemies right away. ] I'm Polaris. I'm sure I'm not the only one that has more important things to be doing, so I'll spare you all a complaint filled introduction. [ She's that generous. She runs a hand through hair hair and sighs again. ]

I'll keep it short and sweet: what are the things I need to know about this prison? Rules, problems, problem people, and especially progress you've all made on getting out. That one first preferably. [ Surely someone's made progress, right? Please say someone's made progress. ]

And let me know when the group townhall kumbaya meetings are. We're all stuck here together, right? Guessing people meet occasionally to discuss the shit they've found out. [ A pause and then she awkwardly adds: ] Thanks.

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Un: Thestrandinstitute| Memory Share

( My old flame )

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nightrunner: seregil

Un: The.Otter | Memory Share

( In time )

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Memory Share (Explosion of Friendship)

( Read more... )

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memshare

( cw: parental murder, blood, general craziness and demons? )

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Memory Share | Young Hearts (Ned Stark 2)

( it's always that damned tourney )

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marvel (616): tommy shepherd

Memshare

[ The memory [beginning to 2:27] that plays out is a happy one. It's one that Gar doesn't mind getting out, really despite it being a little embarrassing. ]

So, that was Conner.

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Memory share | You know nothing, Jon Snow

[cw: some swearing and crude language and talk about sex]

( You know nothing, Jon Snow )

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Memory Share; True Loves Kiss

[ooc: the entire video of this scene is here. It is very short if you'd rather watch than read it. Though imagine that the kiss goes longer before fading to black.]

The memory started in a hotel room. It was raining but there was a vague awareness of Edinburgh, Scotland existing just outside of the small sanctuary that the two had made. There was so little time. They could be caught and then she'd be incapacitated and imprisoned but it was worth the risk.

Vision was worth that risk.

"What does it say?" Wanda's voice was soft, matching the late hour in its volume.

The floor of the hotel room was cold but the chill could barely be felt. Something was wrong and a singular focus kept her senses directed towards the man who so carefully held her heart.

"I don't know. It's something..." Vision began to explain but there weren't any words to describe what he felt.

Two hands reached up and gently cupped his cheeks. Thoughts of him filled her mind as she looked into his eyes. Warmth radiated against the cold touch of her palms. He winced at the pain and it sparked a sudden worry that ached within her chest. The Mind Stone had given him life and while it was a part of him, it wasn't all of him. It was more than that. It was complicated. But she was connected to the Mind Stone and that made everything undescribably simple.

His head turned and Vision tenderly kissed Wanda's palm. His hand coming to rest over hers, keeping her close to him. Another kiss and he lifted her hand to his forehead, gently pressing Wanda's palm against the Mind Stone.

His voice was husky and low. "Tell me what you feel."

Wanda pulled her palm back as red mist bridged the gap between them. She felt deep within him: endless but exact, perfect and flawed. She inhaled a sharp breath, her eyes rising to meet his. "I just feel you." Their eyes met and in the silence, a thousand words were spoken.

Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. The kiss was soft at first, tender and warm, but deepened as each precious moment pulled the pair into the future.

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Éponine Memshare 2

CW: Blood, death, suicide

( a little fall of rain can hardly hurt me now )

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video; un: Sparkler

[The man who appears on the video feed is rather dashing, calculatedly so, with high chiseled cheekbones, a meticulously groomed mustache, oiled and stylish hair, and a pleasant if playful smile on his full lips and glittering in his olive eyes.]

Isn't this a rather direct introduction? "Welcome to your new home beneath an ocean, Dorian! Enjoy traipsing through the memories of your new neighbors!" I suppose it does break the ice, doesn't it? There's nothing like a shared trauma to bring people together.

[He chuckles, a sultry and deep sound before shaking his head.]

If I might distract you from your chosen entertainment, how much of the introduction is to be believed? I'd like to avoid any novice bumbling, thank you. Also, by way of proper introduction, I am Dorian Pavus of Qarinus, by way most recently of the Riverview Quarantine. [He inclines his head.] Charmed, I'm sure.